Who were these impudent children that made plans to dismantle her cart? Knocking over displays, throwing things threw her window. This would not do.

Madam Hildegard stepped down from her cart, the wooden steps creaking beneath sure feet. Down on the ground, the old hag looked between the pair. She would eat the taller one first if they kept up this nonsense.

She might eat the taller one, regardless.

"How may I help you lovelies today?" She crooned.